Survival for All: I can deconstruct projections and synthesize everything.

Seven days.

In just seven days.

The ninety assault groups of the Eternal Alliance, like ninety sharp daggers, precisely and ruthlessly pierced the heart of the Dark Corruption Order.

Each knife is meticulously crafted, every strike point is repeatedly planned, and every strike carries the force of thunder.

On the first day, from the ninety-first branch to the one hundredth branch, ten branches were uprooted within just a few hours.

The leaders of those branch sects were overwhelmed by the overwhelming attacks before they could even organize an effective resistance.

The followers fled in all directions, only to find themselves completely surrounded.

The next day, the 81st to 90th divisions were completely wiped out.

When the news spread, the remaining branches of the sect began to panic.

Some branch leaders tried to call for help from headquarters, but the communication rules were completely blocked by Zhuge Duo's rules of fate, and no distress signals could be sent out.

Some branch leaders tried to escape, only to find that all escape routes had been blocked by the Eternal Alliance's legions.

On the third day, the 71st and 80th teaching areas were reduced to ruins.

The battle that day was exceptionally fierce, with several branch leaders fighting desperately, even burning their own core rules.

But in the face of the Eternal Alliance's absolute power, all struggles were in vain, and their deaths only added a few more fragments of the rules to this war.

On the fourth day, from the sixty-first minute to the seventieth minute of instruction, everything vanished into thin air.

By this time, the remaining branch sects were in a state of extreme panic.

For the first time, those once arrogant cult leaders felt the shadow of death looming over them so vividly.

On the fifth day, from the fifty-first minute to the sixtieth minute, it completely disappeared.

On this day, the Eternal Alliance's offensive speed noticeably increased.

The first four days of fighting allowed the assault group to accumulate rich experience, their coordination became increasingly seamless, and their efficiency increased.

What used to take two hours to finish can now be completed in one hour.

On the sixth day, the forty-first to fiftieth branches were all wiped out. At this point, the Dark Erosion Cult was left with only the first forty branches.

Of the top ten sect leaders, apart from Yama, Void, and the Other Shore, the other seven had already perished at Lin Xiao's hands.

On the seventh day, from the thirty-first minute to the fortieth minute, no one was spared.

One branch church after another was destroyed, one palace after another was reduced to ruins, and one leader after another was killed.

The Dark Corruption Order, which once struck fear into the hearts of countless beings, proved utterly vulnerable before the Eternal Alliance.

And those followers of the branch cult—those executioners with the blood of innocents on their hands, those villains who committed atrocities under the banner of the Dark Corruption Order, those fanatical believers who took pleasure in killing and glory in destruction—were also reduced to ashes in that overwhelming attack.

No one can escape, and no one can be pardoned.

Slaughter them all.

Lin Xiao's orders were carried out without fail.

The news spread like wildfire through the misty world.

Wherever it passed, countless living beings trembled, countless forces turned their heads in awe, and countless silent mouths opened again.

Those forces that were still observing, those races that had been oppressed by the Dark Corruption Order for countless years, and those beings who had the flame of resistance burning in their hearts but had never dared to act—all of them were now in an uproar.

"Seven days, only seven days! All ninety branch sects have been wiped out!" In a primitive civilization hidden deep in the mist, an elderly elder trembled, his voice filled with excitement suppressed for millions of years.

Those 100 branches of the Dark Erosion Order can be described as a sharp sword hanging over the heads of the beings in the Misty World.

Almost every branch of the Dark Eclipse Cult suppresses a large region.

In an instant, countless gazes were cast from every corner of the misty world, focusing on the Eternal Alliance.

Those eyes held expectation, worry, and fear.

What I look forward to is the day when the Dark Erosion Order is destroyed; what I worry about is whether the Eternal Alliance can withstand the subsequent counterattack; what I fear is—if even the Eternal Alliance fails, then who will stand up?

But more than anything, it represents a longing that has been suppressed for countless years.

That expectation, like a seed crushed under a boulder, never died despite millions of years of darkness. Now, that seed has finally broken through the soil and seen the sunlight.

……

Deep within the misty world lies a void shrouded in gray mist.

Dozens of figures hovered there, their auras powerful and profound, the lowest being the seventh rank.

Behind them are countless clansmen and followers. They are one of the more powerful forces in the Misty World, besides the Eternal Alliance and the Dark Eclipse Order.

There are resistance groups that survived the Dark Eclipse Cult's slaughter. They hide in every corner of the Misty World, waiting for the day of revenge.

At this moment, they were all gathered here, dozens of eyes fixed on the same direction.

That's the direction of the Eternal Alliance.

"Seven days... and ninety branch sects were wiped out..." An old voice rang out, carrying a hint of disbelief and an barely suppressed excitement.

"How exactly did Lin Xiao manage to do that?"

"A miniature universe." Another voice rang out, deep and solemn.

He was the leader of an indigenous civilization, clad in ancient armor, holding a scepter that had been passed down for millions of years.

"He possesses a miniature universe. That's a power that even a ninth-tier being cannot easily destroy. Moreover, he himself has broken through to the eighth tier. It's said that even the messenger of the God of Mist couldn't defeat him when he personally took action."

Everyone fell silent.

Miniature universe.

Even a ninth-rank envoy couldn't defeat him.

These words were unimaginable just a few days ago.

The power of the Dark Eclipse Order is too great, and the pressure from the God of Mist is too terrifying. For millions of years, countless people have tried to resist, and countless people have fallen in pools of blood.

The destruction of the Earth Soul Domain is the best lesson.

But now, everything is different.

After a long while, the aged voice rang out again, this time with a hint of determination in it.

"A million years ago, the Earth Soul Domain also rebelled. And what was the result? It was annihilated by that envoy with a single palm strike."

"In that battle, eighth-tier beings perished, seventh-tier beings were as insignificant as weeds, the entire Earth Soul Domain was shattered, and the remains drifted in the void for over a million years."

"But now... things are different."

He paused, a determined glint flashing in his remaining eye.

"That survivor might actually be able to do it."

His gaze swept over everyone present, his voice becoming deeper, yet carrying an undeniable power.

"Pass down the order to all the tribesmen to prepare. If the Eternal Alliance can truly defeat the Dark Erosion Order, then we will—"

He took a deep breath, as if he needed to use all his strength to utter the word he had waited a million years for.

"response."